C153 Chivalrous Master

After Zheng Lei left, Zhang Hao looked at his grandfather in confusion and asked: "Grandpa, why are you so good to him?"

Zhang Liang looked at his grandson lovingly and took out a small box from his pocket.

Zhang Hao was somewhat baffled. Ever since he could remember, this box had always been on his grandfather's body. For so many years, it had never left his body.

"Grandfather, this …" Zhang Hao pointed at the box in his grandpa's hand.

As Zhang Liang held the box, he seemed to be immersed in his memories. Zhang Hao looked at his grandfather, not daring to disturb him. A long time later, the old man woke up from his reminiscence, sighed slowly, and opened the box.

For so many years, he had always wanted to know what was inside the box that his grandfather had brought with him. But no matter what, he would always be scolded by his grandfather to leave, and he had never seen the true face of the thing inside the box.

As the box opened, Zhang Hao's heartbeat gradually accelerated. Within the box, there was a layer of golden brocade that wrapped around it. The old man held this item in his hand and slowly opened it.

What! Zhang Hao was somewhat disappointed. He saw a blue stone the size of a marble in his grandpa's hand. It looked like it was full of holes, like a golf ball that had shrunk many times.

"Grandfather, what is this thing?" Zhang Hao asked.

"I don't know either!" Zhang Hao was greatly surprised by the old man's straightforward reply.

"But when I first got this stone, an old deity said something to me." Zhang Liang raised his face as if he was recalling something.

"Old deity?" Zhang Hao was obviously surprised for a moment. Ever since he had joined the Ji Dao Gate, he had known that these so-called old immortals were only people who had mastered the Dao.

"Yes, old deity. In my heart, he is an old deity." Zhang Liang explained, "In the past, I was just a kid who just joined the army and didn't know anything. In the war in the mountains, I lost my way in the mountains and somehow walked to a river. When I saw this blue stone, it was covered with white or gray stones, and only this thing was blue, so I picked it up." Zhang Liang slowly recalled the stories of his youth.

"Ah?" So it was a rock that was picked up? What does this have to do with Zheng Lei? " Zhang Hao mumbled.

"Of course it's related. After I picked up the blue rock, it didn't take me long to walk out of the mountain, and I could already see the group from afar. I was very happy, and just as I was about to chase after the group, I suddenly found an old man standing behind me with a white beard, white eyebrows, and even a handful of dust in his hand. I was startled, it seems like this old man has been following me for a long time, but I didn't notice it."

At this point, Zhang Hao asked worriedly, "Are you in danger?"

The old man raised his eyes and asked, "What do you think?" Then he continued, "The old man looked at me for a long time, which made me feel scared. Then he smiled and said to me, 'Since you've picked me up, it proves that you and I are fated to be together." He held it in his hand as if he was looking at something of his own. After looking at it for a while, he said, "This is a rock that will go crazy, take it with you and protect your life in critical times. If you find out that this blue stone is hot in the future, it will be his real master.

As he spoke to here, Zhang Hao also somewhat understood. He continued, "So, when you saw Zheng Lei, the stone heated up?"

"It is not only hot. It is so hot that it could kill one's life. However, even though it is hot, it will not burn your hand if you hold it in your hand." Zhang Liang handed the blue stone over to Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao stretched out his hand and touched it. It was indeed very scalding, but he was a cultivator. He could clearly feel that this scalding feeling came from the bottom of his heart and not from his hands.

What a strange stone. Zhang Hao pondered in his heart. In his memories, he had never heard of such a thing.

"Then Grandpa, why didn't you just give this stone to Zheng Lei?" Zhang Hao asked.

"If I just hand the stone over to him like this, even if he gains huge achievements in the future, he will only be grateful to me. I might as well take this opportunity to have him contribute some help to the country, thinking that this thing is quite important to him, but from the looks of it, this young man doesn't seem to know that this thing is useful to him."

"So grandfather, you have to wait for a while before you can give this to him, right?" Zhang Hao said.

Zhang Liang finally showed a look of approval, "Yes, the great hero will serve the nation and the people. Since you are a cultivator, you should join the heaven's law and the common way."

These words were originally something that the old man had experienced for dozens of years and had some insights into life, but when it entered Zhang Hao's ears, it had a different effect. Faintly, Zhang Hao felt that he seemed to have grasped something.

When he arrived in front of Little Fatty's sickroom, he suddenly remembered that he forgot to buy a few roasted chicken. He wanted to go back and buy some, but he heard a series of noises coming from inside the room. He opened the door and saw Little Fatty happily eating with a roasted chicken in his arms.

Seeing Zheng Lei walk in, Little Fatty spoke with a slurred voice: "Brother Lei, you're back?"

Zheng Lei nodded his head as if he was looking at his own little brother, looking at Little Fatty. Zheng Lei was the only son, since childhood, he never knew what it felt like to have siblings, but at this moment, he felt like he was looking at his own little brother.

"Fatty." Zheng Lei stared at Little Fatty and shouted.

"Ugh …" "What is it?" Little Fatso's mouth was agape, affecting his speech.

"From now on, I'll treat you to roast chicken everyday." Zheng Lei said with a smile.

"Huh?" Little Fatso suddenly stopped eating and stared at Zheng Lei for three seconds. Then he quickly chewed the meat in his mouth and swallowed it. He reached out his oily right hand to touch Zheng Lei's forehead.

Zheng Lei extended his hand and pushed it away, "Your hands are full of oil, what are you touching my head for?"

"I see if you have a fever." Little Fatso said.

Zheng Lei looked at him and said, "Do I look like I have a fever?"

Little Fatty looked at Zheng Lei seriously and said, "It doesn't look like it, it's just that the way you speak is a little abnormal."

"What's wrong?"

"You said you were going to treat me to roast chicken every day."

"That's right, what's going on?"

"How is this possible?!"

"How is that impossible?" Zheng Lei mysteriously smiled and said to Little Fatty, "Let me tell you a secret, big brother is rich!"